It’s gut-wrenching to watch your child try and fail, try and fail, over and over again. Not to mention demoralizing. You might think, when will he ever get this stuff right? When will he ever learn to make friends, learn to remember things, learn to sit still, learn to stop interrupting? Will he ever live a normal life? That is when this virtue kicks in: You just have to trust.
Every day, in everything you do, you have to trust. Trust that his therapy is working. Trust that his medication is the right decision, if you decided to go with meds. Trust most of all that he will grow up to be a productive, contributing member of society, just like the equally smart neurotypical kids you see every day. You worry. Oh, you worry so much. But you trust anyway.